Volume 1, Chapter 45: Elope

Three maidservants died consecutively within the Meng residence, leaving everyone in the household somewhat panicked.

Yinshuang quietly closed the doors and windows, walked into the inner chamber, and said in a low voice, "Miss, I have sent everyone away."

Sitting to one side, Meng Xueyi unhurriedly wiped the fresh blood from her fingertips, and then slowly placed the lid back onto the glazed cup in her hand.

A flash of emerald green vanished within the cup.

"The news has all been spread out," Yinshuang said with a hint of pride on her face. "This time, she will never be able to come back."

Even if she did return, she would have to face the consequence of having her "purity completely lost."

Meng Xueyi smiled and was just about to say something when a hurried knocking sound suddenly came from beneath the window eaves.

"Eldest Miss, Eldest Miss..."

However, she also exposed her whereabouts, flying rapidly toward the high altitude before the military camp could boil over with commotion, vanishing into the dark night in the blink of an eye.

Just as Zaid carefully analyzed Wuchang's intelligence, the long-awaited video connection request finally appeared. This was the first face-to-face, private conversation between Wuchang and Zaid.

Once the emotions of these veterans were ignited, could those police officers be expected to calm the ensuing chaos if things went wrong? And what about the currently active-duty soldiers? What if the military morale was affected by this advertisement? Was Ye Mei blind?

Naturally, regarding this situation, Bai Yutang had already devised countermeasures, though those were matters for later.

These fierce beasts trembled in every fiber of their physical forms, prostrating themselves on the ground with their massive heads lowered, their beastly pupils filled with nothing but terror.

As for the choice of major, it would undoubtedly be related to her hobbies. That was certain—a nailed-down guarantee.

Although she had been poisoned by the Aphrodisiac Powder at the time, making both her mental and physical reactions slower than usual, she was still not someone who could be easily subdued by just anyone.

The investigation results left them feeling perplexed. The criminal police detachment had evidence proving that Heizi and his associates were indeed highwaymen, yet the public bus company employees and town residents had never once heard of the bus company engaging in acts like monopolizing the market, smashing vehicles, or beating people.

Yet, when he intentionally set out to win your favor, he could make you feel as comfortable as a gentle spring breeze, allowing you to accept this goodwill unconsciously while thoroughly enjoying it. This mastery of nuance had reached perfection, resembling a spring breeze melting away snow without a sound.

Gu Xiyu had long been feeling restless and irritable from listening to the commotion, so she nodded with pleasure upon hearing this.

Fortunately, a moment later, the chaotic universe contracted and evolved once more, revealing the true form of the King's City. However, compared to just a moment ago, his aura had plummeted significantly; clearly, taking that strike from the Bloodblade God-Emperor head-on was certainly no pleasant experience for him.

Both Chen Ziyin and I rolled our eyes, then ignored Zhou Tianwen's words. After we had dug for about twenty minutes, Chen Ziyin's iron shovel suddenly struck a hard object. Everyone hurriedly put down their shovels and dug with their hands, and before long, the object was exposed to the sunlight.

Before the elderly monk vanished into dust and smoke, he told me that there was something on my body that shared the same aura as the one inside the light gate, which was very likely the key to opening the path to the Buddhist realm.

Ghosts are extremely sensitive to the "scent of humans." Having no doubt about Li Ye'er's judgment, I shrank my body, ducked directly beneath the table, covered my lips with my hand, and listened to the extremely faint footsteps.

"What does this have to do with me?" Although there had been a brief cooperation earlier, it was now clearly unsustainable. Ye Mengyao harbored a deep blood feud against me; if I helped her, wouldn't that be equivalent to bringing about my own death?

The several figures around all wore dark lines on their faces. Now everyone finally understood why Tang Feng's cultivation had grown so freakishly—it was inseparable from this method of practice.

Ji Zizheng pressed the switch in his hand, and muffled explosions accompanied by the screams of corpse-monsters echoed from outside the cave wall. It seemed the open-air space where we had just been located was already buried, and tranquility returned a moment later.

Without exception, these hundreds of thousands of powerhouses were all captives conquered from that world. At this moment, they were fighting for their lives on an altar with a diameter of thousands of kilometers. It seemed to be a rule set by Cecil, where only the last hundred would earn the qualification to survive.

Qinggui could not advance a single inch, and she uttered a cry of startled confusion. Meanwhile, the battle-hardened Han Fenglin had already subconsciously taken two steps back, looking at me with an uncertain expression.

Qin Zeyang's mother sighed, patted my head, and said, "Sigh, think about it yourself. You're such a big kid now, I don't know what else to say." She then instructed Qin Zeyang to walk me back and turned to leave.

"Long live the Master!" Hearing these words, all the multi-armed tribesmen cheered, and many shed tears of excitement. For them, being able to enter the Heaven-Swallowing Pouch meant entering the so-called Kingdom of Gods.

Upon hearing the young master say this, Dudu instantly felt as if a heavy burden of ten thousand pounds pressed upon her shoulders, yet she still clenched her fists tightly and nodded vigorously, adopting an air of defending the young master to the death.

My smile was as radiant as a flower: "I will." Qi Ao might come, but I would not. As soon as the war ended, I would return to Daqi. For the rest of my life, stepping foot in Qinzhou again should only be while enjoying the scenery in the company of Li Xuan.

In this way, the power unleashed in a single strike would definitely be no less than the world-generating force of thirty worlds. The immense oppressive force it radiated alone was enough to make the Battle-Heaven Ox God feel threatened.

"Heh, my backyard is so vast, what harm is there in having one more?" The Demon Lord looked at the Myriad Soul Incense and chuckled softly.

"Nonsense. Do you think grandfather isn't sad at all about the sacrifice of your cousins?" Old Master Xu shook his head unceasingly as he said this, his expression one of extreme distress.

First, to draw a person's attention and curiosity, then stimulate the other party through conversation, and finally reveal the truth of the matter—this was considered a roundabout approach, one that would not be too piercing and would not incur resentment.

He feared that upon arriving in the lower realm, the newcomer would act like other Divine Realm disciples, completely looking down upon the cultivators of the lower cultivation realm, treating them merely as aborigines, completely disregarding their lives, and using them as cannon fodder just to deal with evil factions.

"The truth behind the former Divine Lord's transformation. About six thousand years ago, the former Divine Lord Changxuan suddenly transformed. No matter how the God Clan legends tell it, I will never believe that Changxuan abandoned his divine body and turned into the formless." He also answered solemnly.